Bedroom with Kate

Kate leads you upstairs, holding you by the wrist. You find it a little strange that you're just walking around the party when your fingers had been inside her only a few seconds ago, but hey, you're not going to question it if she's going to take the initiative to find you guys a room.

"I know one of the guys that lives here," Kate explains. "He's the only one with a lock on the door. We can go there."

"Yeah, sure, great," you say, as if you aren't getting hard already.

The bedroom Kate is talking about is the only one on the third floor (which is really just a glorified attic), up a tiny stairway. The door to the room is the only thing at the top of the stairs, and Kate enters without even checking to see if anyone is inside. Thankfully, it looks like the two of you are alone here in the dark.

"Lock the door," comes Kate's voice through the darkness.

You turn around and fumble around with your hands until you find the simple latch-lock.